it's hard for me to write when i'm happy and i want to write about you but i can never find the right words to describe how i feel now that you're around. its crying of relief and swimming in the summer heat. it's laying in the hammock together on top of a mountain, watching the sunset over new hampshire. it's getting lost in the woods at night and you kissing me for the first time. it's getting teary eyed because i've never felt so loved by another, because you notice the little things. there are no metaphors needed, no wishful thinking or thoughts of sinking. there is only lifting each other up. it's honest, shared moments. i've started taking pictures just to remember and remind myself that it's all real. my mind has never let me trust any man but somehow i am at ease thinking of you and your world outside of mine and there is a me outside of you and it's okay. with you there is no point in worrying. i feel no need to be engulfed in another and it's finally okay. it's doing the corny stuff i never got to do before. it's being a real, living person with flaws and needs and accepting a human for being just that. there are no pedastals, just equal standing. support and calmness in knowing things are good. there are bad days and great ones and knowing both are needed to prove we are living. i'm not asking for anything more.